Stavanger Bay Rose

Another healer. She closed her eyes under his affection, feeling suddenly numb. The Gilded Sea, all over again. Treatment after treatment after treatment. Side effects and adjustment periods and allergic reactions and a constant chemical smell to her breath, a constant haze. Reverie did not want to find another healer.
After a small silence, she nodded slowly. We can try, She allowed quietly, feeling very bitter and very unfair for it. Reverie knew that it was only that he did not want her to leave him. She herself was desperately unprepared to return to the world she felt she'd only just come from. I - I'm going to... stay here for awhile, I think, Their den, the beautiful space they were creating together even as Reverie slowly faded away from it all. I don't know how much time I have, but maybe if I - rest more, it'll slow down, at least. Or so she hoped.
But she was uncertain, more so because she didn't know if she could truly keep herself so confined. Part of her hoped that, in telling Lestan her intentions, she might find some kind of accountability. He'd never tried to stop her, and she wasn't sure she wanted him to — but something had to change.